( jem pulls back and eddie missed her breath on his skin, the feeling of her so close that she could crawl into his ribs even when she’s still sitting on him and pinning him down.
the consultation of it all is billy’s breath against his mouth, the way the cold is still clinging to his skin. eddie drops the hand in jem’s hair to grab at billy’s shoulder, keeping him close. jem’s been the intermediary for them but everything has melded together in eddie’s mind, like a vulcan mind meld where all of the feelings he’s had spread out between the three of them. he wants billy close too, feels it’s safer.
he’s desperate when he kisses back, like the frustration and anger is melting into something else. he doesn’t want to think about the network suddenly, about the guilt or the way they keeping making choices for him he can’t quite disagree with but desperately wants to be his own. it’s all so fucked up, but it’s them. they’re them. they’re his. )
Give me something else to focus on. ( it’s not the sharp and biting tone from before, coupled with a laugh and raving. it’s more a plea; he wants to get lost in the two of them. ) Wanna be here.
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the consultation of it all is billy’s breath against his mouth, the way the cold is still clinging to his skin. eddie drops the hand in jem’s hair to grab at billy’s shoulder, keeping him close. jem’s been the intermediary for them but everything has melded together in eddie’s mind, like a vulcan mind meld where all of the feelings he’s had spread out between the three of them. he wants billy close too, feels it’s safer.
he’s desperate when he kisses back, like the frustration and anger is melting into something else. he doesn’t want to think about the network suddenly, about the guilt or the way they keeping making choices for him he can’t quite disagree with but desperately wants to be his own. it’s all so fucked up, but it’s them. they’re them. they’re his. )
Give me something else to focus on. ( it’s not the sharp and biting tone from before, coupled with a laugh and raving. it’s more a plea; he wants to get lost in the two of them. ) Wanna be here.
( with the two of you. )